When the light dissipated, the stunned canopy dissipated, and then looked at the egg fried rice that would not make people appetize at all, Gong Jiu had a feeling that he was thrown to the bottom before he was too high, and the sense of loss and emptiness made the thief uncomfortable.

"Are you ready to eat?"

Gong Jiu asked.

"Don't be in a hurry."

Zhao Hao mysteriously picked up a bowl of unknown jelly items, reversed the bowl in his hand, and a jelly-like object mixed with eggs covered the egg fried rice like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate.

The jelly-like object is melted by the heat of the egg fried rice, and an oily film is applied to the golden rice grains that are wrapped in eggs. Yes? This fragrance is ......

The rich fragrance burrowed into Gong Jiu's nasal cavity, stimulating her brain nerves to constantly send out judgment signals, forming an animal.

Chicken?

"When did you make this thing?" Gong Jiu asked.

"When you're not paying attention." Zhao Hao pointed to the chicken soup left in another pressure cooker, "This is a secret weapon." ”

The secret weapon?

Not only is Gong Jiu inexplicable, but even the audience in the live broadcast room is puzzled.

"Have any of you seen the anchor make a pot of chicken soup out of a pressure cooker?"

"I don't see it."

"I watched back and forth a few times, and finally saw when he made a pot of chicken soup."

"Could it be that this is the unique secret of the god of food, which reduces the presence of ingredients?"

"Possibly, I guess."

"Fart, it's clear that the anchor is playing tricks, this is a trick, this is magic."

"A streamer who doesn't want to be a magician isn't a god of food."

……

Gong Jiu couldn't wait to pick up the god-level egg fried rice, took a deep breath of aroma first, opened the chopsticks elegantly with a click, pinched every golden rice grain covered by the oil film, and gently stuffed it into his mouth.

Delicious!

This was Gong Jiu's first thought.

Hosting so many food columns and asking the judges for advice, she has developed a professional tasting tongue.

In the past, when she tasted the food of those chefs, she would give corresponding comments or evaluations on the first bite of it. But when she ate this god-level egg fried rice, she was so shocked by the delicacy that she forgot to comment on it.

No matter, I'm going to take a second bite.

Gong Jiu threw down the chopsticks regardless of the image, picked up the spoon, scooped it and stuffed it into his mouth.

Hmm-

It's like jelly.

"The chicken wings are stewed in fish broth, wine, and light soy sauce to bring out the gelatin and umami flavor of the chicken wings, and then the stewed chicken juice is cooled to allow it to solidify and then chop." Zhao Hao explained.

Hearing the explanation, Gong Jiu's pupils dilated, and his eyes widened suddenly.

No wonder it's so refreshing!

The rich and refreshing jelly and saltiness bring out the fluffy and sweet taste of the golden rice grains. The smooth texture of the golden rice grains and the stickiness of the soup fill the taste buds in one bite. The melted meat jelly enhances the flavor of the golden rice grains. This dish is simply the best of all the food I have ever tasted in my life, stepping into a world of taste that I have never seen before, and deserving the title of god!

Wait, it's hot, it's hot, I'm flying!

Ahh

There was another groan, and the live broadcast screen suddenly turned black.

"Who the hell organized the dark herd, get out of here."

"It's so shameless, it's too unprofessional."

"Was I blind just now, the palace host's clothes seem to have exploded."

"Before the live broadcast was cut off, I seemed to hear the anchor shouting a word, could it be that I was hallucinating?"

"You didn't have auditory hallucinations, but the anchor said it."

"What did he say?"

"Shame on the enemy, I'll take off her clothes."

"I'm going to look back!"

"I'm going to look back too."

"Replay +1!"

"Pause failed!"

"Pause failed!"

"Pause failed!"

……

Gong Jiu only felt that he flew into the heaven naked, enjoying the touch of the heavenly feathers, but why did every angel look exactly like Zhao Hao. Shame on you, don't come here, ah-

Gong Jiu's face was red and his ears were red and he was panting, his standing was unsteady, his calves were weak, his thighs were clamped, and his hands pressed the table and chair to stop the force of the fall, but his body trembled, and his mouth let out a moan of unknown meaning.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew, and she was startled.

Where's my clothes?

I saw that the pieces of clothes were scattered all over the ground, and the office suit and uniform had all collapsed, leaving only close-fitting hollow underwear!

How is this possible?

After two bites of god-grade egg fried rice, my clothes are broken?

Wait, I see!

The special substances contained in god-level egg fried rice can stimulate the potential ability of the dantian in the human body, automatically circulate the eight veins of the Qi meridians, and produce internal strength. Since ordinary people can't control their internal strength, they automatically overflow from the pores around their bodies, and the powerful momentum tears the clothes.

I'm afraid others can't deduce this principle, but Gong Jiu can.

Because she comes from an ancient martial arts family!

It's just that I can't cultivate because of my physical problems.

Wait!

If the god-level egg fried rice can automatically generate internal strength, then I can also practice martial arts in disguise?

Yes!

Gong Jiu raised her head and suddenly met Zhao Hao's gaze, at that moment, her soul was trembling, a little ashamed and a little annoyed: "You go away, look at something, and if you look at it again, you will gouge out your eyeballs!" ”

Zhao Hao hurriedly turned around.

"Don't go!" Gong Jiu bit his lip, squatted down, clasped his hands, and hesitated, "You go to the office on the second floor and bring me another set of clothes." ”

"Okay."

Seeing that the door was closed, Gong Jiuchang let out a sigh, and there was a faint sense of loss in his heart, and Zhao Hao left obediently, instead of grinding to take advantage of himself.

Eh, wait, I have ...... in my closet

Gong Jiu wanted to call Zhao Hao, but unfortunately he couldn't hear it anymore.

……

……

Zhao Hao hurriedly went downstairs, entered the office on the second floor, walked to the closet, and opened it.

A dazzling array of clothes fills the entire wardrobe.

As far as the eye can see, the variety of styles is simply dizzying. But what really caught his attention was not the sexy bikini with almost no fabric, but a cosplay costume.

I went, but I didn't expect a noble woman like Gong Jiu to have a habit of cosplay.

Zhao Hao's hand moved away from the normal shirt and pencil pants and chose a special set of clothes.

……

……

Knock knock.

The footsteps of going upstairs struck Gong Jiu's heart like the bell of death.

She just hoped that Zhao Hao would send a set of clothes, otherwise how would she go out? I don't want Zhao Hao to come up, I'm worried that he will bring strange clothes, so do she want to change them?

Just when Gong Jiu was in a dilemma, there was a click, the door lock opened, and Zhao Hao threw in a set of clothes from the crack in the door, and a very gentleman chose not to come in.

Looking at the wedding dress on the ground, Gong Jiu let out a long breath again.

Although the wedding dress is weird, at least it is a normal dress.

Gong Jiu began to put it on with a stumble.

Zhao Hao's question suddenly sounded outside the door: "Are you dressed?" ”

"Alright, alright." Gong Jiu swallowed.

"Then I'm in."

"Come in."

With a creak, Zhao Hao walked in, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Gong Jiu dressed in a wedding dress is simply beautiful, especially this unorthodox streamlined wedding dress sets off Gong Jiu's beauty to the fullest.

There is no long redundant skirt, the skirt that reaches the root of the thigh, the slim and tight low-cut, Wakanomiya Jiu poses in shame and bends over SM bondage, and then puts on a long blonde wig, the living Saber Altoria!

Zhao Hao licked the corners of his mouth, pointed to the remaining god-level egg fried rice, and asked, "Do you want another bite?" ”

……

……

Streets.

Niu Er, who had gauze wrapped around his forehead, pulled the two social people and said, "Dude, you have to help me avenge it." ”